The piece melted and reformed again in the exact image of Pablo. The piece landed on a blank spot.
"Your turn," Pablo said quietly, and Theo took the dice up in his large black hand. He rolled, and another piece formed his image, and began to move. The game's screen brightened and formed words:
"You're a sweet guy, but beware of those with a fetish for chocolate!"
"What the hell is this shit?" Theo said, but just then a pleasant aroma filled the air. Jose picked up Theo's piece and smelled it. It was chocolate, but one little piece wasn't enough to account for the smell. He and Pablo slowly looked at Theo, who looked basically the same, except...except the texture of his skin was slightly different.
Jose leaned over and rubbed Theo's arm. He then held up his hand, which had a dark smudge on it. "Shit, man, you made of chocolate!"